Monday, December 15, 2014

School Girl





Lily! You've started school! My first day back to work was September 22nd, but I worked at home with you until November 17th. Leaving you was very, very hard. I knew you would be fine because you're going to the same school Eva goes to. It's a great place, and it's just two blocks from my office. I walk down to nurse you at lunch every day, and most days, I leave you napping in your crib. 

You're a lot of fun right now. You're big and hardy, and you smile and laugh all the time. You make everyone feel special because you smile at them. We went to one of your daddy's great aunt's birthday party yesterday, and you let all kinds of people hold you and pass you around. Eva never was as friendly as you are. 

You're a super snuggly girl. This is you and me loving int he chair where I sit to nurse you most of the time. You like my soft bathrobe. 
And here you are with Eva, who you adore. She loves you very much, too. It's hard to get pictures of both of you making a cute face at the same time. Eva's always on the move! You watch her while she plays around, and you laugh and laugh at her when she talks to you. I have to ask her to calm down and be gentle sometimes because she's a little rough and wild with you, but you don't seem to mind.

You're starting to be able to sit up for a few seconds unsupported. You kind of prop on your tummy and thighs. You're deliciously chubby. I think you and Eva will enjoy each other even more when you can sit up. 

Just last night, I was giving you a bath and you started slapping at the water. I used to put you in a baby bathtub, but I've been just holding you and washing you lately. I love feeling your little naked chubs in my arms while you kick your legs and look all around. You love to take a bath. 




You've been enjoying toys lately. Your hands are working a bit better these days, so you can hold onto stuff and play around. I think you're growing some teeth, so all your toys end up in your mouth.
Sweet, sleepy girl.


Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Little Lily

Me in 1979. Lily in 2014.
You're almost 8 weeks old. Unlike with your big sister, whose early life I documented meticulously, you're going to suffer the chronic plague of the second child...less documentation. I promise to take lots of pictures of you, though.

You're a delight. I just read the post I wrote previously, and it was written 3 months exactly before you came into our world. Eva was delivered via c-section after a long attempt to push her out, but you, sweet girl, came head-first, heart wide open, into the world. It only took about 15 minutes of pushing to get you out, the old fashioned way. You had your own door into the world, and Eva had her own.

Nothing ever felt as good as knowing that I'd successfully delivered you. I'm not sure if it's a natural part of delivering a baby or if it was the victory of being able to do it after a c-section, but for a second, when I held you in my arms for the first time, I wanted to have ten more babies.

You nurse like a dream, and after the first week or so, you figured out how to sleep very well. You give me at least 6 hours of sleep in one chunk every night. Your big sister just figured that out a little before you were born.

You laugh and smile now. We're at your Meme and Papa's house this week, and you're delighting them with your giggles and sweet baby smiles and sounds.

You look so much like I did as a baby. Everyone who knew me when I was small tells me, over and over.

Oh, you're crying. And after I pick you up and soothe you, your sister will be back. I love you.

Monday, March 31, 2014

Kicking and Punching

Well hello, little Lily.

I'm sitting in a meeting right now, and my stomach is jumping all over the place. I saw you move from the outside of my dress for the first time today.

We're getting ready to meet you. I can't wait to see if you look like your big sister, to hold you and introduce you to her, and to learn all about you.